Lonely night

PJ:

OOC: Hello and welcome to the complex. *G* I always take it easy on a virgin. Gotta make 'em want what's to cum, oops, come that is, you know. *wicked lil grin*

IC:

I chuckle as you read your fortune and crack open mine and don't read it but say, "If you lead, they will follow. . . willingly and eagerly." Then I pop one half in my mouth and lean over to slip the other half into yours as my hips move slightly forward and back on your foot.
 
katrina

OOC lyr, it's all about timing, trying to post once a day, and having e-mail alerts helps.



IC with PJ

I stood slowly and swallowed the bite, "Care for the grand tour?" We walked past the kitchen and I pointed out the bathroom. I pointed to a door and said it was my office before opening the door at the end of hall. My bedroom was sparsely decorated. The appartment had come with a few pieces of great furniture and the huge bed was one of them. There was also a desk and dresser. The sheets were rumpled and a teal color.

I sat on the bed and invited him to join me, I wasn't sure what to say next as he sat beside me. The bulge in his pants detectable to my eyes.
 
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PJ:

OOC to Llyr: I'd try for two a day personally. I have a bit more free time and post more frequently as I live alone just now.
If you want, why not "go for a walk in the courtyard and see who you may get to meet. It's a starting point for possible interaction.
I'd also use the "Buddy List". Add the names of those you're writing with so you can see if they're online.
I use that as a guide as to which I'll reply to first. If they're online they get the first response and it's easier to exchange PM's too.

IC:

I see the floor plan is a bit different from my place, but not drastically.

I sit beside you saying, "You know Kat, I've noticed one thing your place and mine have in common. A mirrored wall.
Yours is in the living room. Mines in the bedroom and since it's not where I'd put it to make the room seem larger, like yours is, I thought it an odd place for one.
Now I can see how it'd be, umm, exciting at times, but..."

I see how your nipples have become even harder since we've left the table. The way that they poke out the material is verrrry enticing. Now just how will I get to see them witout that material in the way is the question.

"Kat. Have you ever experienced an Orential full body massage?"

I wonder if that old ploy is even worth trotting out considering your occupation, but I did bring the bottle of massage oil.

"If not and you'd like to try one why not get the bottle of oil I gave you and I'll show you how one feels in return for that fine meal."
 
Mark

Hmm ... nobody home. Or busy.

I was tempted to head back up to the loft and call Katrina but thought better of it. It's not like I'd never see her again.

The show and a nightcap with some friends would be just the tonic for this case of the blues. I slid into my car whistling "Willkommen" and headed off.

OOC: Thanks for the heads up, Phoenix!
 
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Katrina

"Sounds heavenly. I have to warn you I'm a decent masseuse as well. My last relationshp ended because his backrubs were painful....." I let the sentence trail off and I say, "How about I straighten up the bed and slip out of my clothing while you retrieve that bottle of lotion?" He took my suggestion and as he left I unzipped my dress and laid it neatly over a chair. I was clad in a lacey black bra that firmly cupped my large soft breasts and black silk panties. I neatened up my bed, folding back the sheets to the base of bed and was about to remove my bra when he returned. I paused with my hands on my back, breasts jutting forward aching to be free of the confines of my bra. I quickly undo the clasp and feel the freedom as my breasts are released from the cups. The straps slide over my shoulders and with a shrug my bra is in my hands.
 
PJ:

"By all of the Gods Kat, you're a lovey and sexy woman," I say quietly the admiration and growing lust evident in my voice and eyes.

"How large is your tub? Mine's a two to three person one.
A hot soak is a good beginning as it will open the pores.
If you don't mind I'm also going to turn up the tempreature a bit. Better warm than chilly, right? A bit of persperation is preferable to goose bumps," I say with a grin as I stand looking at your body and into your eyes.
 
Katrina

"Yeah I have a large circular tub," I slowly slide my panties off, revealing a smattering of dark curly hair. "Are you going to join me in the tub?" I say as I brush against you as I pass by you to head towards bathroom.

I open the door to a large bathroom and sit on edge of tub as I begin filling it with steamy water. "Shall I add something to the tub? I have an assortment of bath stuff. It is the only room I've completely unpacked."
 
PJ:

"How could I say no to that invitation Kat," I say as I begin to undress.

"What about your kitchen? Have you unpacked your spices and herbs?" I ask as I lay my shirt over a chair back and begin to undo and remove my chinos.
 
Katrina

"The only thing in my kitchen is boxes, a box of cereal, and milk. Desperate I know but I haven't had time to go grocery shopping yet."

I slip into the tub and wait until he joins me. I let out a long sigh of contentment and let my eyes drift towards him getting my first look at his cock.
 
PJ:

"That's ashame as some spices and herbs are great in the bath. I'll bring you some from the shop tomorrow to try Kat," I say as I enter the bathroom.

Now you can truly see all of me as I've seen and am seeing all of you in the clear bathwater.
My cock is average length or perhaps a bit longer. Six to perhaps seven and a fraction inches long, but it's wide and thick. Perhaps two to three inches wide with a large head.

"Sit forward Kat. I wish to be beind you for now," I say standing at tub side my cock over your head and up turned face. As I look at all of you once again it gives a little involuntary twitch or appreciation of your charms and lust.
 
Katrina

I shift forward as I lick my lips slowly as his cock is at eye level. I see it twitch and I smile and face forward as you slide in behind me. I feel your cock brush against my lower back and I lean forward giving you full access to my back. I forget all about the weeks pains as the warmth invades my body. I shift my neck and it pops a little. I feel your hands run lighlty over my back as if mapping it out.
 
PJ:

"Gods, you're all knotted. Do you exercise at all Kat? I mean the stretching kind."

After a few moments more of lightly probing and and gently kneading, "This won't do. You position is tightening the muscles.
Turn over Kat and lay on me. Put your arms at your sides and lay your head on my chest. I'll keep you from slipping with my feet and legs."

Now, as much as I'd like to just bury my aching hard cock in you the professional had come to the surface for you were truly a mass of knots.

There was no way that you could fully enjoy sex in that condition. It'd be okay but not earth shattering and that's the reaction I wanted from you.

I wanted you to have a mind blowing screaming orgasm, several in fact. Accupressure does have more than medicinal benefits after all.
 
Katrina

"I do stretch, mainly after the long drive to work and back." I comment feeling the muscles stretched tight. I follow his advice turning over placing my head on his chest and closing my eyes. I put my arms by my sides and feel your cock. Your legs gently holding me in place. "I carry a lot of tension in my lower back," I mumble as your hands go to work. I moan over and over again. I couldn't recall the last time I had felt this good. Sure I had made my partners feel this good, but lord, now I knew why I always ended things.
 
PJ:

Each arm is slowly worked, kneaded and massaged all the way to the tip of each finger.

Then it's your scalp, head and neck.

Your shoulders and upper back are next as far down as our position will allow. As I'm doing your upper back the heels of my feet are doing your taut ass cheeks and the backs of your thighs, with occasional rubs and grinds on your pussy lips to add sexual pleasure and teasing to your relaxation.

Finally I can reach no lower with my hands and I use them to urge you to obey as I say softly, "Turn over Kat. Time for what I can reach in front now."
 
Katrina

I smile and slowly respond rolling over back against your chest, my breasts buoyed on the water the dark rosey nipples hard buds atop my milky breasts. I let my head fall limply to one side and whisper, "you are good, right now I'm just about willing to do anything you ask." I can feel your cock and wiggle a little bit against it, letting you know I plan to repay the favour.
 
PJ:

"Remember your words Kat. I will.
When we know each other better perhaps I'll remind you of them," I say softly with perhaps just a hint of something, could it be menace or control, in my voice.

My hands turn your head so that your face is up and I begin to massage it slowly and gently from your forehead to your chin. Long slow sweeping upward caresses and gentle kneading.

Down under your chin to the top of your chest. Around each large breast and my fingertips probe the pectoral muscles under them by pressing around their edges, but neither is every directly touched in any overt sexual way.

Under them both as they ride on the backs of my fingers while I work the muscles of your abdomen and tummy.

At the same time my heels are working the tops of your thighs, even giving them little heel kicks to loosen knots.

Now and then a heel will press hard on your pussy and grind... on your vaginal opening, even on your tight pucked little anus. None are missed even your pussy lips are pressed and ground on, other than your breasts, nipples and clit that is.

Those areas aren't touched at all, just every inch surrounding them all.
 
Katrina

Just about willing, I had said, I was not the type to let a man control me, his voice had an edge to it and I wasn't sure if that was a good or bad thing. I simple let myself relax, I spent my work days overly sensitive to the needs of others. Being able to have some time when I did not have to worry about anything other than myself in the present was a luxury.

He was clever, I didn't realize how the tension kept me away and his touch was just enough to keep me awake even as he avoided the more obvious erotic zones. Not that it matter my skin was buzzing with sensation, my nipples hardening, body aroused.
 
Matt - returning from the tavern

Tshe tavern wazz great! Plenty of microbrewsh to tashte. Had a few too many, sho I walked home........

"Wherzz my keyz?"

"Hey! Dey delivered my furnisure!!"

"Ooopsh, better be quiet... SShhhhhhhhhhhhh!! Shum-onez in da hottub."

I stumble into the bedroom, flop onto the bed, thinking 'nishe sheets' and fall asleep.

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OOC: I guess all the keylocks are the same. Have fun. Be kind when you discover me in the bed.
 
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Mark

"Booooooo! FOSSE not GRAHAM!" I laugh even while we all jeer Jack for his pathetic cane work. He's a helluva an actor, is Jack, but not worth shit as a dancer.

Jessica throws a cork at him and we all start unloading whatever is at hand: beer caps, pillows, nacho chips. Jack bows and laughs ... then falls down. Hard. Even though pleasantly buzzed, I cringe. I have no idea how sound proof these places are, and if I have a neighbor below I might've just made an enemy.

Lisa sees my look of dismay and giggles. She's always read me like a book. "Poor Mark's neighbors!" she chuckles as she sways over to the stereo and turns the music ... UUUUUUUUUPPPPPP!

"F 'em, sweetie!" she exclaims over the now extraordinarily loud tarentella booming out of the speakers. She glides over to me - as well as she's able in her current condition - and kisses me. "Maybe we can get a few of 'em up here. Place needs a REAL christening party!"

I can see Hilary has hold of Jack now, and she's trying to teach him the moves to the dance ... while running her hands over every part of his body. Jessica and Emile are laying on the futon - my only real piece of furniture other than my bed, a couple of throw pillows and a rather strange hammocky-thingie that was already here when I got the place. (Well, and a coupla mats for falls and stuff.) They're smoking some grass, and Emile is trying desperately to peek down Jessica's blouse.

"Anybody seen Teri?" I shout.
"WHO???" replies Jess.
"TERI! SEEN HER?"
"OH! SHE TOOK YUR KEYS AND WENT OUT SOMEAIR."
"MY CAR KEYS???" That would be very bad. Teri is in the worst shape of us all. I glance back at Hilary. Alright ... maybe second worse.

Jess simply shrugs as she takes another pull. Emile shakes his head weakly, "DON'T THINK SO, MAN. LOOKED LIKE HOUSE KEY ... DUNNO ..." He's very turned on. Can't blame him - I've been chasing Jess awhile myself.

Lisa has come up behind me and wraps her arms around my waist. "She'll be fine. I have your car keys. See?" She runs my hand up her leg to her pockets so that I can feel the key - and the play of her muscles in her very tight jeans. (Unlike her brother Jack, she's an outstanding dancer. Easily the best in a room full of professionals.) I've forgotten I'd let her drive us home. "She'll probably fall 'sleep next to the pool or something. C'mon - I wanna play."

She guides me to the center of my floor, and as I watch her figure leading me, I grow more convinced Teri will be juuust fine. We begin to circle each other. Hands barely touching, we move into the tarantella.
 
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PJ:

"Well Kat, the water's beginning to cool. Time to dry each other off and move back to the bedroom. You can stretch out and I'll finish the massage.
Then we can see what else may take place."

My hands slide under your arms as I sit forward to help you to your knees.

When you're kneeling your breasts are just at face level and too tempting to resist. Each nipple is kissed, licked and given a small bite before I stand to assist you to your feet.

"Mmmm, tasty and nice and hard Kat," I say as I smile into your eyes with a devilish grin and verrrry lewd little wink.

Standing I hold out my hand and wait.
 
katrina

I enjoy his teasing as I finally stand. I snag a towel and dry off. I spend a while drying my hair watching him. I debate putting on a robe and think why bother as I open the door, hearing the bathtub draining and wondering where he will pick up from for the massage. The hallway is dimly lit as we walk back.

I flick the bedroom lights on and my jaw drops as someone else is sprawled on my bed and before I can say something PJ has seen our guest.
 
PJ:

I finish drying off and watch as you do and as you dry your hair. The way it lifts your breasts and the way they move as you do your hair is wonderfully erotic.

I follow you down the hall and when you unconsciously 'jump' when you find someone on the bed. As I'm a step behind you we see him at basicly the same time and I step in front of you "just in case".

Moving cautiously, I approach the bed and see that it's Matt, the guy we'd met at the pool earlier and relax a bit.

"It's Matt and from the smell he's probably passed out. I guess he went out drinking and stumbled into the wrong apartment Kat.
Do you know which is his? If so why not cover up and I'll carry him home and put him to bed in his own place."
 
Katrina

"I'm pretty sure his is the other first floor appartment," I tilt my head foreward letting my hair cover my breasts. "I guess we all have a master key." I move to get my violet silk robe and put it on tying the belt loosely as you work to shift him off the bed.

It is quite a treat to watch you move him and then realize you aren't wearing anything. You look up and I toss you a pair of drawstring sweatpants. I let my eyes linger on your body as you pull them on and work your way to carrying the poor guy home.

While you are out I find a bottle of wine and set it to chill on my night stand with two glasses. I had forgotten about the fresh strawberries and cleaned a dozen of them and took them into the bedroom.

I slipped out of my robe and stretched out face first on my bed and took a strawberry in my mouth.
 
PJ:

I get Matt to his apartment and find it has no furniture.

He's set down on the floor leaning against the wall and I hustle up to my place and grab my camping air mattress and sleeping bag. I also jot down a quick note that reads, "Matt use these until your furniture arrives. You can return them then. PJ" and back to Matt's again.

The air mattress is inflated, the sleeping bag laid out on it. His shoes are removed and I loosen his belt and the button on his jeans after I put him on the sleeping bag.

It's pulled over but not zipped up in case he has to get to the bathroom in a hurry. The note's left beside him and I leave locking the door and making a mental note to get a pick proof deadbolt installed tomorrow for when I'm not home.

Back at Kat's door I knock gently, in case she's dozed off, and wait. . . rather impatiently for I can still see her nude body and feel her satin smooth skin.
 
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